I don't care what they got to say we're gon go in coz am a rich kid and po kid am living rich ...
On my nature boy from the streets of Eastlands low money don't mean I live through caos and havoc ...
Where I come from reading books is the main habit too busy chasing daylight you want me to chase them dimes and them dividends ...
Hell can you hear me My God's not Dead he's surely Alive Hes living deep inside me Roaring like a Lion ...
He's Roaring He's Roaring He's Roaring like a Lion but you want me to walk through the underground ...
Try to finish me with depression recession and oppression and you do a good job on me ...
Got me complaining a lot am feeling the heat coz am playing with Jack Bower and I know the struggle is real ...
Lord of hombres can't tolerate you more than a day and they pray a lot ...
Lord pliz delivery me from this virus and I can't claim to be better than any and I've been popping anti depressants from the age of twelve one ...
Some say I brought this on myself I must have done something bad ...
Others tell me to pray more fervently and fast for twenty one days like Daniel Shadrach Meshach and Abednego ...
Cats say I walked out of church coz I misbehad with chicks and my flimsy excuse for being thrown out is just smoke and mirrors ...
And that I need to come clean and tell them the truth that I'm playing pretence with salvation and I need to repent and recant my transgression before I can come back into the fold ...
No one in their right mind just walks out of an institution he was part of for three years and decides to live a life of a monk like the chemist ...
I know cats envy others for real they want them playing games by Satan's rules for rubies and gold ...
And I know some padres who salivate over my gifts talents and abilities and they want me in church so they can milk from the gift till the cow is done ...
They want me to sign on the dotted line but I am not for sale shorty bring it to a man ...
Come hell and high water I will not compair myself to others and think about what they see when their looking at me ...
Come hell and high water I will not complain about my mishabits I'll just count my blessings and name them one by one and I'll be surprised to see what the lord has done ...
My ninja it don't matter if I ever blow or if you never made it to a show ...
Before I die I'll treat this world like whatever Mayne I just want to live my life ...
I don't do it for the money I don't do it for fame I don't do it so the industry can know my name ...
I'm not here to impress am here to impact i do it hopefully to shine for Yashua the King ...
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Hell Can You Hear Me
Non-FictionThis is my ode to depression recession and oppression